SUICIDE ROOM
- Who'll ask first? - The woman in red.
- What about? - I'll deal with it.
You smell nice.
- Good morning. - Minister...
Ready? Let's go.
How will your financial crisis commission work?
Could you tell us about the targets and deadlines. Thank you.
Well, The Minister has decided...
Could Mr. Santorski answer himself, please?
Andrzej Santorski, economy expert.
Bonjour...!
- Got it? - Yes.
- Show me. - Now? And the clients?
Oh, come on! They're late.
Don't fucking toss it around! I busted my ass for our boss's son.
Wow! Dominik will look divine!
They can't reach you on your mobile.
And you? What are you here for?
Yeah, I can see you. Just go around the building.
In the conference room. Bye! They're here.
OK, so we recommend this one.
He's black and we're making this for Eastern Europe!
OK, so let's try the next one.
- Sporty, handsome... - Give me that.
Not good. Not good. Really bad.
- Congratulations. - I'm sorry...
In here, you've got to work, baby.
I haven't been home for a long time and tonight won't be any different.
With the financial crisis we've got to work our asses off.
Got a bank credit? Everyone's got a bank credit.
- Understood? - Yes.
Good morning.
Hi.
- You OK? - Yes.
Could you turn it down a bit?
What?
Turn it down, please.
Could you turn it down a bit more?
And a bit more.
And a bit more, just for me, please.
Thank you.
Santorski Dominik. Ready?
What question have you drawn?
"The time is out of joint: cursed spite, That ever I was born to set it right!"
How do you understand Hamlet's words?
Well - how?
Hamlet looks for a way of conveying the truth, by unmasking falsehood
and hypocrycy that surround him. So...
...he puts on... a mask.
All...
All deep notions are masked.
Art often presents jesters or madmen who, by their actions, expose evil.
What are you watching?
Fuck! What's that?
- Cool, isn't it? - Turn it off.
- Where did you get it from? - Internet.
OK I really need to go now.
Wait, you've got to see my prom dress.
- Very nice. - Isn't it?
- What's up, my prince? - Hey! Give me a break!
You see? Low cut on the back, and at the front...
- Your tits will show. - No they won't!
Here's a cut, so you can stick your leg out. I've awesome shoes...
Dominik!
- Hi. - Hi.
- Why so sad? - Sad?
I'm not sad.
- Can we go now? - Yes.
Do you know who you're taking to the prom?
Am I taking someone to the prom? Maybe...
- Do you know who? - Maybe.
- Would you go with me? - Maybe.
- Who will you take to the prom? - Karolina.
She's fucking great.
- What about you? - ...fucking hot.
Well, I'll dance with Magda, but I'll go on my own.
- We're here. - What are we doing here?
We came to your mum's office to pick up your suit for the prom.
Can't she take it home later?
She called, she won't get home tonight, they have a photo shoot.
Isn't there anyone else who can just bring it?
No one's picking up the phone, they must be in a meeting.
Why don't you just nip upstairs yourself?
Why don't you, if you have to work here,
stop calling me like we're pals, miss?
"Why don't you go upstairs yourself, Sir?"
Thank you.
Dominik, I can't talk now.
I use silk with its beautiful texture...
closed world, wounds open
open world, wounds closed
Hello, Hello?
You scared us, buddy! Give me the radio.
We've found him.
Dominik, goddamnit! Haven't you got a mobile?
Like Polonius from "Hamlet"
"reality is what is left once everything else ends".
Final exams in 100 days!
The name of the exam, "matura",
comes from Latin for "mature".
I wish you courage: to be brave, courage to express yourselves.
I also wish you find your calling.
There's nothing better in life than having passion and love!
That's when you're truly happy.
Hi, hi...!
- You're also late? - Crisis.
Wait for me.
- What a beautiful dress! - You like it? Thank you.
- Did your mum choose it? - She helped me.
- Amazing! - Thank you.
And you? Smile, my boy! It's a nice day!
Good evening!
Congratulations. Your son is a wonderful boy.
Is he now?
He's just to take his finals, then go to university, and whoosh!
- And where will your son study? - My son... he...
...has already graduated. He's got a PhD and two kids.
Andrzej, this is the headmaster.
Lucky you! You didn't even know who you were paying... It was me.
All those years... Nice to meet you. Santorski.
Better late than never. Excuse me...
Right, so, Sir, I'll show my parents out.
- They were about to leave... - I'll wait at the table, Dominik.
- Thank you both for coming. - I like it in here, very much.
Oh come on, it's your day, Dominik.
You look wonderful, I'm so proud.
See you.
- He just threw us out. - Andrzej?
- Shush...! - What?
Quiet! Quiet!
Someone's in the garden.
Stop it! Put the gun away!
Have you locked the gate?
- Have you? - No.
- See? - Stop it!
Someone's in the garden.
Nadia, what are you doing here?
My wife and I are having a serious conversation!
- I have a gun, I could've shot you! - I'm sorry...
At this party, there were only girls,
and I was so fucking horny! And you weren't there!
So there was this chick and then she said she was a lesbian
so we got it on, like all the way:
sticks, fingers, vibrators!
I must say now that no guy gives head like Dominika.
Dominika? She's a lesbian? No shit!
Magda, don't tell me you've never kissed a girl.
- Of course I did! - No shit!
I fucking don't believe it! Prove it! With Karolina!
Yeah! Both do it!
- Hey! Stop it! Stop, quiet! - Quiet!
Oops, something's spilled...
I've got an idea:
I'll make out with Magda, if you make out with Dominik.
- Yeah! All right! Let's do it! - Deal? We have a deal?
Come here pussycat...
- Hot! - Go on, go on!
Go on!
Gentlemen!
Fuck, I keep my word!
Deal is a deal! We gotta do it now!
I'm filming it, go on!
I need a beer.
- Want a sip? - Bottoms up!
7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1...!
Wow! He's so into it!
Homos! Homos!
Alex and Dominik, do I hear wedding bells?
The kissing was sweet.
When I watch you guys kissing I feel sooo hot!
And I got a girl boner!
This is the event of the year!
Dominik, Aleks, together!
Fucking hell!
- Hello, can you pick me up? - But you only finish in an hour...
But I've finished now, pick me up now. Where are you?
But I'm like on the other side of town.
- Where are you? - I can be there in an hour...
But I've finished now, understand? When will you come? In 10 minutes?
We have a schedule, a plan for the day.
I know the plan, fuck the plan! I know this fucking plan by heart!
You are to be here, waiting for me!
You're to wait for me, you're to be here for me!
Fuck! You're to watch over me, stay with me all the time!
Fine, have it your way, I'm going home alone! ALONE!
You goin' with us, miss?
Turn it off.
I told you to turn it off.
Turn it off.
- Why? - Turn it off.
- Why? - 'cause I hate techno music?
- So? Go back to your seat. - I'm not talking to you.
I don't know who you're talking to, but I am talking to you.
Go back to your seat.
- Turn it off, understand? - What's your problem?
- Turn it off. - Hell no!
Turn it off!
Good evening. How is he?
Just scrapes and bruises. Nothing serious. Just a fight.
Nothing serious? They almost killed him!
I left the prescriptions for him. Call if you need me.
- Thank you! - Unbelievable.
He took the bus home, because the driver didn't turn up!
The driver will lose his license. You'll be taking cabs.
Outrageous!
You hire someone to drive your child and the boy goes on a bus!
We'll take them to court, sue them and see what happens.
- I'm calling the lawyer. - Have him come in the morning.
I can't do it in the morning.
I've got to pick my clients up from the airport.
- I've a meeting at the Ministry. - I take them out for dinner.
- I have to get that job, you know? - Everyone has something to do.
This one looks like Italy.
The lawyer should be here now.
What is it with you? Why do you need the lawyer now?
- Taxi is here, madam. - I know, I'm coming!
- Maybe something to eat, Sir...? - No, thanks.
Actually... coffee please.
Oh my God, this judo will make history!
- What the fuuuck?!!! - No fuckin' way this shit happened!
- Alex, are you gonna have kids? - unFUCKINGbelievable!
- Alex, did the sperm come off? - Spermwrestling! Ha! Ha!
Ha! Ha! Ha! Fucking spermshooter!
I'm bleeding, quietly living
I'm living, quietly bleeding
come to me
how?
dominik: WHERE ARE YOU?
Suicide Room: PINK HAIR
dominik: HEY
dominik: IS THAT YOU?
dominik: HELLO
dominik: ?
dominik: I THOUGHT WE WOULD TALK
dominik: INSTEAD OF DANCING IN SOME GAME
Hello?
Hello? Anybody there?
I can hear you breathe.
I'm showing my face. Now you show me yours.
Suicide Room...
You're wearing a mask?
You're ill or something?
Why the mask?
It protects me.
From harmful people and substances.
Do you need help? Maybe you'd like me to call someone?
- Get someone to see you? - Look, look! Take a good look!
See? Try fucking calling anybody!
I'll fucking top myself, I will! Razors are my friends.
They have very sharp tongues.
- Is that what you want? - Calm down.
Why do you want to kill yourself?
- Why don't you want to kill yourself? - To live.
And I want to kill myself to die.
I need to pluck up the courage and I'll do it.
- What's your name? - Sylwia. Ah... Sylwia.
Sylwia.
- Hi Dominik. - Hi Sylwia.
You know...
This is my room.
You like it?
I do.
And this is my room. You like it?
OK. What happened... to your eye?
I had an accident. Out of my own stupidity.
Well, well.
An accident of my own stupidity was what I had today.
Got any Kleenex?
- I've got a team of runners. - Where?
See them running?
You were doing just fine until now...
Don't you know the components of the air you breathe?
This air is killing you, I can see that.
You won't fool me.
You're fooling yourself. Why are you doing it?
How do you mean 'fooling', I'm not trying to...
Hello?
Now go... Walk forward and kill him.
- "Walk forward and kill him?" - Shoot, shoot!
Wait, there's a shadow...
- Hi guys. - Hi mum. I got to go...
- You're not at school? - I'm not feeling well.
Andrzej, why are you letting him do that?
He's got his finals soon, it's so irresponsible.
Take care, Dominik.
- What about me? - You take care, too.
Mrs Beata?
Destination: Suicide Room.
- What are you looking for in here? - Sylwia.
There is no such person here. You must've gotten the wrong place.
- This world is closed. - But I am sure she must be there.
- There is no such person here. - Why don't I believe you?
- You won't come in. - Meaning she's here.
- Can I talk to her? - She's not here.
And you won't come in, don't you get it?
Who's he?
I'm looking for Sylwia.
- You brought him here? - Do not insult me!
Who's that?
He's looking me in the eyes.
- Who is this man? - Answer! The queen is asking.
I'm Dominik. I'm new here.
"You're new here"? What do you mean 'new'?
- What do you want? - I'm not talking to you.
I want to talk to the queen alone. Unless she's scared.
Shut up! Respect!
What do you want?
- I want a chance. - What for?
For a fight.
Ooh, I like the sound of it!
- Fighting for what? - For myself.
- Whom do you want to fight? - You.
Choose your weapon and place.
Begin!
You'll regret you're here, whore.
You think this is a game, motherfucker?
This is more than a game.
This is Suicide Room, we've been creating it for a long time...
Hah, I can see you! Moving nervously, eh?
You've hidden in a sewer like a rat.
You like Sylwia, don't you?
She wants just one thing, and you won't give it to her.
Hah, you panic!!
I can hear you down there...
Are you afraid?
Fuck!! Fuckin' motherfucker!
Wait a minute!
Is he going to get in? Just like that?
- You agreed to a duel. - You want to spite me, right?
Mind your tone, Jasper.
You're breaking the rules.
Stop it!
Look, can't you see what she's doing?
You're forbidden from coming into the Suicide Room.
Me? But it's OUR room!
No! Don't throw me out! Let me back in!
Welcome to the Suicide Room, Dominik.
...so we're there, by the London Opera.
We can't find our tickets. No fucking way!
It's raining cats and dogs, we've no umbrella.
My Kitty gets an idea:
let's go dancing in Negro part of town.
It wasn't a Negro district, but Soho!
Anyway, listen: we're walking back home at dawn,
drunk as skunks, we're singing, dancing,
I'd lost my handbag, he'd lost his wallet.
Passports, everything: gone.
We get to the door, I'm looking for a key...
That's gone as well. What a drama!
But there's something in my pocket: I reach deeper,
- and find fucking what? - Tickets to the opera!
Oh!
- Maybe we could go together? - What's on now?
- Orpheus and Eurydice. - Great! Great idea!
I love it! Gluck... Let's go!
One of the opera's great reformers...
That's it, then: we're going! Minister's orders!
Oh fuck! You alive?
- Holy fuck! - Yup, fine, fine.
Ok, thank you everyone.
My queen, shall we go on with the next film?
Dominik?
Oh no! Get dressed, will you? We're about to go now!
Mum, mum, please, couldn't we...
Oh, please! Don't argue. Get ready, son, get a move on!
I have to go, Sylwia.
You "have to"?
Yup...
Look: the ocean.
- You like it? - Beautiful.
It doesn't have to do anything.
It can do whatever it wants.
Gluck is no Rossini or Verdi,
you understand? Youth - the future of the nation!
- Did you enjoy it? - Second act - superb.
Going out with parents must be a bit...
Yeah, why don't the two of you go out together?
Weronika could invite you to see her ballet performance.
The only problem is I don't quite like girls, I'm gay.
- Oh, you're silly, you are! - I prefer boys.
He almost got me fooled!
I'd love to take Weronika out, but...
Dominik?
Dominik...
- Very funny! - Very funny.
What were you trying to do?
What is it, some sort of fashion to be gay?
- Will you wear makeup now? - Maybe.
You're fucking spoilt! You've got everything!
We gave you everything, you want for nothing!
You're not gay!
Maybe I am?
You're fucking spoilt! You're not gay at all!
Even if you are, keep it to yourself.
You don't tell people things like that.
But people should know...
No, they shouldn't. Who cares? I don't want to know that,
the Minister certainly doesn't have to know that.
Especially him.
I've been trying to get this job for years,
and you're destroying it all. Just like that.
- What is it? - A car behind us.
We are in the street, aren't we?
It's been following us since the opera.
Andrzej!
You're going to school tomorrow.
- But I haven't got any classes... - ENOUGH!
Hello? Hellooo?
Hello.
- What's up? - OK.
Show me your lips.
Fear.
Are you afraid?
You are afraid?
You are.
I see fear.
Please, you're torturing me and I've got to go out.
They're waiting for me. I must go to that school.
Dominik! You don't have to do anything.
You don't.
Reality hurts you, because you're sensitive.
Just like me. I'm sensitive, too.
Very much so.
They don't understand us.
How weak they are!
We're freaks, weirdoes,
outside the norm. Dominik?
You're different.
Treasure that.
Everything that's outside the norm, everything...
...is in danger. We cannot be afraid.
Then what am I to do?
Scare them!
Be a terrorist. You're a terrorist.
I went to school, I walked through the corridor.
I went past my class, looking them all in the eyes.
And I looked at that loser,
and he just looked away.
- Was he scared? - Yes.
- Was he? - It was incredible.
I was in total control of the situation.
I was... I was...
I can't describe it! I felt like an animal.
Like... a murderer!
That's what you talked about, that's what you wanted!
Yeah! Exactly that!
- You were right. They are... - They know nothing.
They know nothing.
They play pathetic, ridiculous parts in an hollow, ridiculous play.
- You're a hero. - Come on...!
I want to hug you.
Come.
Maybe we could meet? Could we?
We do meet.
Yes, in here, but maybe we could simply meet somewhere.
- I could pick you up. - Well... That would be a problem.
I'd really like that.
- No, no, not a chance. - But...
I hate reality, right? I don't go out into the real world.